Paw in Mouth

I had just finished my second year of teaching. A colleague agreed to do some welding for me. I drove to his place one summer morning and carried the materials into his garage. Shorty after I arrived, a Newfoundland dog came over to me. He was friendly enough. I didn’t have to bend over to… Continue reading Paw in Mouth

Hit the Nail on the Head

Hit the Nail on the Head One weekend morning my son and I were sitting at the kitchen table. He was four years old at the time and seated across from me. At one point he pushed back from the table and was attempting to balance on the back two legs of his chair. “Son,… Continue reading Hit the Nail on the Head

Up in Smoke?

Up in Smoke? It was my first year teaching at Rothesay-Netherwood, a private boarding and day school located outside Saint John. I taught all the chemistry and physics courses, together with a section of grade 10 math. I also worked with the school’s army cadet corps and coached rugby. It was a beautiful fall day… Continue reading Up in Smoke?